I SWEAR my life is a comedy of errors.
Today, I could only work for about 3.5 hours. I had to make sure I got home in time to pick up Willow D. Kitten to take him to the vet to get his shots and get tested for feline leukemia. In the first 3 hours, I managed to paint two full walls, two hallway walls, three partial kitchen walls, and two partial bathroom walls. Not bad, considering all the cutting in around stuff that needed to be done.
I wanted to spend my last 20 minutes working on the white semigloss trim on the baseboards and ceiling trim (the word escapes me right now, tho I’ve said it 5 billion times - including at least 10 times on Thursday/Friday of last week). I grabbed the can of semigloss, went over to where the front door was, and started painting. I opened the door to see if I could paint the door trim without causing the door to stick, and slipped on something greasy on the floor. I landed ~hard~ on my ass, and the white semigloss went EVERYWHERE: the brown front door, the tile floor, two of the walls I’d just painted a yellowish color last week, the ceiling, the glass door, the cabinets, the counter … and on my arms and my face and in my eyes.
Holy HELL paint burns.
HOLY HELL was I frantically cleaning it up before it dried anywhere and made more of a mess!
I need a do-over on this morning, please!
Off to the vet I go.
xo
